Prayer Request

Well, I am happy to report that after a week in the hospital, my father in law has been cleared of many devastating diagnosis. No tumor or stroke. Thank you Jesus! Things have been quite hectic. A few days after Bobby (father in law) got out of the hospital, a close family friend and a mentor of Michael's at Roberts Brothers came to Michael and said he wasn't feeling well. Jorge asked Michael to "take over" his business until he was feeling better. Jorge is number 3 in the company and 25 million dollar a year producer. Michael was honored that Jorge would trust him that much with something so valuable. Come to find out Jorge was having some of the same symptoms as my father in law. We were devastated to find out last week the Jorge has an inoperable malignant brain tumor and has not been giving a long life expectancy. We are devastated as a family friend and as a member of the Robert's Brothers family. Please to continue to keep Jorge in your prayers. He has a wife and 4 children with the youngest being only 17 years old. I am asking to keep Michael in your prayers for the added pressure and work. He is putting long days and just about 7 days a week. He wants to make sure that Jorge's family is taken care as well as our own. I keep reminding Michael that God will not put more on him that he can handle. Our lesson through all of this, life is precious and it can change at any moment. Hold your family close and remember that don't sweat the small stuff because it really does not matter!

My Father In Law

There has not been much going on personally with my little family. Yet, we are fighting a bigger battle with my father in law, Bobby. For those of you that know him, he is the most loving and gentle soul that I have ever known. Michael is so much like him and I can't want to live the rest of my life with husband. I know what our future is like because of the man that Michael has become because of his father. We have started to notice a few things over the past couple of weeks that have caused the family to scratch or heads. Bobby has had trouble remembering little things, daily headaches, vision changes, and dizziness. For me that has worked for a brain surgeon for almost three years, I really started to get worried. My mother in law (Diane) and I really put our heads and decided that Bobby had to see a doctor ASAP. Well, yesterday he saw Dr. White (neurosurgeon) and things doesn't really look too promising. He offered many different diagnosis that all of which are very difficult. Bobby has many test scheduled for next week and I pray that the Lord will reveal himself in a complete healing for Bobby. This is really effecting our family with fear of the unknown. So, I am coming to you and asking for prayer for our family. It is one thing to be the nurse, but it is not so easy to be the family member. Especially, when you know what each diagnosis means and the possible outcome of each.

Oprah Show

Ok, I really don't know how to begin this blog. I am still so stunned from what I just witnessed on TV, I think my jaw is still on the floor! Michael said he could literally hear my jaw hit the floor. Let me start by asking if anyone saw Oprah today? (Thursday) If you didn't, he we go. Oprah had a "couple" that wanted to go public about their pregnancy. Well, you say what is the big deal? IT WAS THE MAN THAT WAS PREGNANT! As a woman, and nurse, and a human being I was left scratching my head. The "man" was a transgender female that was living as man, but yet did not feel the need to have his female reproductive organs removed. What?? His entire community had no idea that he was transgender. All I could think about was Dolly the cloned sheep. What is the world coming to? The longer that I sat there watching the show, I saw a confused human being that had become lost on their way to adulthood. They have opened up society and attempting to change the views of family as a mockery. I am furious! This person sat there on national television and states that "he" will be the father of this little girl. The wife of this person sat there on the couch and continued to rub his belly. Has science gone too far? What am I to tell my daughter when she hears about this? That the world is diverse? No!! I tell her that God created a man and woman...not a confused 'human being" that allows the media to exploit the baby girl that was not asked to be brought in this situation. Disgusting! This article will be in People Magazine. Check it out and let me know what you think!

Wisdom Teeth

For all of those that know me, I HATE the dentist! I could no longer put off the removal of my wisdom teeth. First of all I started this experience with a Xanax (left over from the wedding) Not that I really needed Xanax for the wedding, it sure came in handy for the dentist. My sweet friend Kim works for Dr. Williamson and is fully aware of my dental phobia. She hooked me up with the laughing gas! Whew, good stuff! Then the needles started..and I quickly decided that I needed a higher dose of the laughing gas then I thought I needed to confess that I had taken a Xanax prior to my appointment. Dr. Williamson felt sorry for me when he realized I had a death grip on his chair. You know how they leave you sitting there while the "numbing medicine kicks in." So, by now the Xanax and the higher dose of laughing gas is kicking in. I realized that I was so numb that it was quite possible that I was about to swallow my own tongue and that I was headed to towards the "light." I was trying to send mental messages to Michael to come help me because I thought I was going to die! Needless to say the teeth came out very quickly. I didn't swallow my tongue. But, I did drool quite a lot and gag a few times. As for as the light I was headed to...it was the dentist light that was over my head and Michael did not get any of my mental messages. Oh well...the moral of the story...I lived and maybe it was not as bad! Thanks to my wonderful husband and daughter for taking care of me. I am going to milk it as long as I can!

Ok, so I didn't make it to the beach today. Baylee had a friend spend the night last night. This morning we got up and did some things around town. It would not be a day without hitting the mall with 2 twelve year old girls. Baylee got her hair cut today with about 4 inches off. Ok, this is where it gets interesting...the whole time her phone is ringing all this crazy different ring tones. For those of you that are not cool (that is me), each one of her friends has a different ring tone when they call or text. While she is sitting there getting her hair cut, it sounds like a radio station in her pocket. One song after another, God help me! I finally snatched the phone. Well, Jacob was texting her. Jacob is the little boy that she has a HUGE crush on. He is way too cool to give Baylee the time of day, but he texts her all the time and even rolled our house last week. Ok there is another story behind that. ( I have pictures.) First of all what is the world coming to when my 12 year old cell phone rings more than mine?? Ok back to the story, I then got the bright idea to text Jacob back if I was Baylee. Baylee was having a fit...HAHAHA! She was stuck in the chair and couldn't get to me! It was great. We were going back and forth, by this time half the salon was making suggestions what to text. So finally I asked him....DO YOU LIKE BAYLEE? Baylee was screaming....nooooo! His response was...IS THIS BAYLEE'S MOM?? Then I was screaming...nooo!!! Needless to say, I am not as cool as I thought I was!! Haha

New Blogger

Ok this is my first blog posting and I am so excited...Well, this is my officially my first week home from work and I have no idea what to do with myself. I have cleaned my house, cleaned out closets and cabinets and grocery shopped. Ok, now what? Baylee is on Spring Break. She just got home from her Dad's last night. She is already started with, "what are we going to do today?" All the sudden Baylee is home and the word is out. The home phone and the cell phone is ringing off the HOOK! She is only 12 and how many more years to go?? Help! It is a great day outside and I think we are going to head to the beach tomorrow. Which is very scary..me in a bathing suit. I starved myself before Michael and I went to Jamaica in November to get into a bikini. Well, needless to say, the ol' saying "fat and happy" has a new meaning for me! Well, this is officially my first blog. Let me know what you think and offer any advice. I am technically challenged, so this is an accomplishment!